บททั้งหมดของ My Husband's Billionaire Nephew: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 9

CHAPTER 1"When she signs the addendum, and stops being dramatic."Her uncle’s voice filtered through the heavy mahogany doors of the study, dripping with that familiar warmth that used to make her feel safe. Now, it made the cold crawl up her skin.She froze in the dimly lit hallway, her fingers biting into the fabric of her jeans. She had come downstairs to get a glass of water. Instead, she had walked into her own execution."She hasn't signed it yet?"That second voice belonged to her husband. Victor. The ruthless billionaire her uncle had practically gift-wrapped and handed her to eleven months ago. "She will," Arthur chuckled, the sound of ice clinking against a glass echoing in the quiet house. "Emily is a good girl. She still thinks this marriage is a business merger to save Hart Enterprises. She actually believes that once the restructuring is done, she’ll step into her father's old seat as CEO."Victor let out a dry, humorless laugh. "A CEO? She’s a placeholder, Arthur. Th

Chapter 3 The screech of tires shattered the night, followed by a thud. Inside the sleek SUV, Damien Reines didn’t flinch. His jaw stayed locked, his icy blue eyes fixed ahead as the vehicle jerked to a halt."Sir! I—I didn’t see her," Walter stammered. "She just collapsed out of nowhere. I slammed on the brakes, but the rain—""Get out," Damien ordered. He threw open the door, stepping into the freezing downpour. Rain lashing his coat as he reached the woman crumpled on the wet road. Even soaked and pale, something about her made him pause.He knelt in the puddle with his large hands turning her over. "Hey, Are you alright? Wake up."Emily’s eyelids fluttered open, revealing a pair of hazel eyes meeting blue ones. "I… think so," she whispered. Her trembling fingers shot out and grabbed his coat. Damien froze. "No... police," she pleaded."Don't... tell... him.""Tell who? "But her grip loosened and she slumped against him. "Sir!" Walter rushed over, holding a large golf um

Chapter 5 "Get out, Adrian."Damien’s command was absolute. The younger man hesitated for a moment, his eyes shifting from the urgent media alert on his phone screen back to Emily’s pale face."Damien, if she's really his—""I said, out," Damien repeated, his tone cutting across the room.Adrian swallowed hard, recognizing the authority in his brother's voice. He stepped back, the doors clicking shut behind him. Damien turned his gaze back to her. His presence completely dominating the space. He walked toward the edge of the bed, his eyes locking on hers."Why were you running from him?" Damien demanded.Emily’s heart slammed against her ribs. Why was she running?"You're rich."Her laugh was hollow."Men like you always stick together."She pressed her lips together, refusing to say any more words.Damien’s jaw tightened. He didn't ask a second time.Instead, he pulled out his phone from his pocket, his long fingers tapping the screen. Then he brought the phone to his ear, his gaz

Chapter 7Gray mist hung over the Seattle skyline. Damien Reines stood in the balcony of his private suite with a mug of black coffee in one hand and a stack of documents in the other. He had spent the last three hours analyzing the files from Emily’s backpack. Every sheet pointed to a calculated corporate execution. Victor Reines had stripped Hart Industries down to its bones, using Emily’s own uncle as a pawn.Damien’s jaw tightened. he set his coffee down and pulled out his phone, dialing a number that few people possessed."Crowe," Damien murmured, "I need everything you can dig up on the name Emily Hart. I want a full dossier on my desk by noon, or I’ll find an investigator who actually works for a living.""Always a pleasure, Mr. Reines," Nathaniel Crowe replied dryly before the line went dead.Without pausing, Damien dialed his personal assistant."Anita," he said the moment she picked up. "Cancel the 8:00 AM briefing with the international investors. Push the rest of my morni

Chapter 9Two days was all it took for her fire to come back.By the second morning, the fever that had threatened her pregnancy was completely gone, leaving her body fully rejuvenated. The echo of those two tiny heartbeats from the ultrasound scan still vibrated in her chest, serving as a constant reminder. She wasn't just running for herself anymore. She was fighting for her daughters. Her palm flattened against the small curve of her stomach. If Victor found them here, there wouldn’t be a third escape.The moment the penthouse medical wing fell silent after Rose’s morning check-in, Emily slipped out of the duvet. She couldn't afford to get comfortable in another billionaire's sanctuary. She needed to move.Her eyes scanned the bedroom. The closet held new comfortable clothes Rose had put in, but her own things were missing. Her breath hitched as she tore open the nightstand drawers. The black backpack she had stolen from Victor’s safe was nowhere to be found. Without it, she had n